I confess it freely and deny it not--I am a quibbler, and I love to quibble. That's copy editing. I say I won't mess around with plot, character or continuity. Those are the provinces of the author. I do the mechanicals--spelling, grammar, syntax, sentence structure. They are the off-putting little details that distract the reader, when the reader should b...
Hmmm...where do I start? This is only the very beginning. A night out with friends, seeing Black Crows live. I had a few drinks, a great time, some harmless flirting. Exhausted and content I climbed into the passenger seat for the hour-long ride back home. That's when it began - this journey into duality. I never saw it coming. I wasn't even sure what wa...
This whole sexual fantasy thing with my wife started a year or so ago when I found a photo on the Internet that looked like my wife posing half nude on our master bedroom bed. I went through various emotions and eventually felt I had to know if it was her. I worked up the courage one Sunday morning to show the photo to her and of course she was a bit upset a...
I was out of town for the day, having a meeting a few hours away, I would get home that same day but in a very tired state. While I am bunking down for lunch, after the first part of the meeting my phone rang, Kiara, my girlfriend calling. "Uh, Andy, did you take all the cash..?" She asked, and she sounded genuinely worried. "Yeah Hun, I just took my wal...
The idea came to me several years ago. I was reading stories online of men who talk their wives into having sexual encounters with other men. The idea first didn't set well with me. Picturing my wife spread open on another man's cock, sucking a stranger's dick into her warm mouth, or rubbing her pussy on a man's face. I felt jealous inside thinking of these...
Mark was more intrigued the more he learned about Todd. They went over the contract line, by line. He really didn't want to scare the new boy off. "No fucking, raw," Todd told him, straight off. "Hard limit. Same with fisting." "Understood," Mark nodded, crossing those off. "Fisting never really did anything for me, anyway." "What's your wishes on cock ri...
If I'm being honest, I thought I was completely over him. I had moved on, found a new guy that I'm head over heels in love with. I hadn't thought about him and how he hurt me in a while... And then I heard the songs he wrote about me. Instantly, all of the memories came flooding back. The good ones, the bad ones, and everything in between. I listened each an...
Chapter 2: Teacher Turned Slave I knocked on his door... The anticipation of the initial moments was nerve racking. He came to the door with this satisfying grin on his face. He led me into his very small apartment to the couch/bed! LOL! Yes he sleeps on his couch -- it's one of those efficiency places! This happened to be my first time in one so I was a bi...
It is a good idea to read part one prior to this so you understad our heroine's plight. Suzanne had never been so wore out before. Since her little stunt with Bill, he had restricted his X box time to an hour a night before he would spend three hours loving his girlfriend. Her pussy hadn't felt so wore out in the entire three years she had known Bill nor e...
The Interview Project – Introduction Last year I started writing stories for Literotica. I enjoyed it as a writing exercise and was surprised at how well received my pieces were but there were problems. As I wrote more stories, I found myself falling back on porn cliches. Eventually, this led to writer’s block. I realized that I had become completely out of...